Stop the Train!

Ok so today was a bugger! Woke up at 4am couldn't back to sleep so feeling very tired and weepy. Got to RPH, first appointment was at the Breast Clinic at 8.30, for biopsy of small lump and tagging the larger one with a clip. Unfortunately because my breastie dumpling was protesting at all the poking, prodding, needling and cutting the tissue was a bit swollen and tender. Just having the ultrasound was uncomfortable ( even though the lovely doc was being very gentle). So doc goes to gave a word with someone higher up the chain, meantime I decide to have mini meltdown in the ultrasound room and start bawling ( feeling sorry for myself and wondering how the hell I'm going to cope with the next few months). So luckily the lovely nurses and ultra sound girls give me a cuddle and cheer me up! Doc comes back to say the head honcho has decided I don't need the biopsy, just the tag (yay!) I later find out that the reason for this is that the head honcho has looked at the ultra sound and decided the smaller lump is not cancer(even bigger yay!). So I get the tag done, have mammogram to check its in position ( the tag is the size of a pin head but it's in the shape of the breast cancer ribbon- how cool is that!). Next it's off to get more bloods, then an ECG, then to oncology to deliver the ECG results. Next it's up yo nuclear medicine to get the dye injection for the bone scan. After that I'm in X-ray for the ct scan, but they end up taking me to emergency department to use the ct scanner there. After that it's up to nuclear medicine to get the bone scan. Now I'm sitting in the waiting room and notice the old bloke next to me is doing crochet, and he's pretty good at it too! So I ask him about it and he tells he started doing it years ago to help give up the cigarettes ( keeps his hands and mind busy). He then tells me that he makes stuff out if love to give as gifts to friends. I commented in how nice the thread was and then he tells me ....."I'm a spiritual explorer and I also use the thread to weave spells, it's very good for spell weaving" . So once my eyebrows have returned from the roof of my head I make some non comittal comment ( I mean what would you say to that! ). Off he then trots and hubby leans over and says" bet you'd never catch Gandalf knitting!". So after that interesting convo the actual bone scan was pretty boring! Got home about 3.30 to find a beautiful potted Mr Lincoln rose on my doorstep ( a surprise pressie from one of the teachers at my work - I'd admired her roses previously). Then I get a call from oncology to say that the ct scan has shown up cysts on my liver but they think they are benign, but I need to go back on Monday for an ultrasound! Then I get a call from the lovely Glenys to say my bone scan was all good (phew!). So to sum it up I'm going to bed tonight and will get up sometime on Sunday arvo!